The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

So she continued to tinker with the things on her hands without paying much attention, and then looked up at Emperor Yong who had walked up to her and was looking at her with his eyes.

"Why are you here?" she asked with a slight smile on her lips.

The voice is gentle.

The eyes are also gentle.

Coupled with that delicate face that looked like she was in her early twenties, Emperor Yong was stunned.

But soon he thought about how much older he looked, and a trace of anxiety arose in his heart.

"Rong'er, do you think I'm old?"

Ever since Gu Nanqiao rescued her last time, after the poison was removed from Lu Rong's body, the scars on her face have been removed, and her appearance has gradually recovered. But the strange thing is that after she fully recovered, she looked like she was only in her early twenties. Delicate appearance.

The water is so tender that you can pinch out the water.

Three years later, nothing has changed.

Emperor Yong liked it, but also felt a sense of crisis.

When Lu Rong heard what Emperor Yong said, he couldn't help but be startled, and then he couldn't help but smile and said: "What stimulation has your Majesty received again?"

He would ask this question from time to time in the past three years.

At first Lu Rong answered patiently.

Later she didn't even bother to answer.

Emperor Yong grabbed her hand and brought her to the soft couch to sit down. The emperor, who was always so majestic in front of others, now seemed to have no bones. He leaned against her softly and said with a hint of coquettishness in his tone: " I’m not afraid that Rong’er will dislike me.”

Lu Rong was helpless.

He knew that if he didn't say something, he would never finish.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, your Majesty, don't worry."

What else did Emperor Yong want to say.

Lu Rong pushed him away: "Your Majesty, I still have some things to do. Why don't you go somewhere else for a walk and come back? Otherwise, I'm afraid Your Majesty will be bored just waiting."

This is driving people away.

She did have some unfinished business.

However, Emperor Yong hugged her waist: "I don't want to go out, I don't want to move, Rong'er, those old men in the court today gave me a headache, please give me a squeeze."

Lu Rong looked at Emperor Yong who looked like an old child and smiled helplessly, but still stretched out his hand to press him gently.

Emperor Yong was satisfied.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed it for a long time. When Lu Rong wanted to stop, he grabbed the opening of her hand and said, "Press again."

"Your Majesty, I have something else to do."

Lu Rong wanted to push him up.

Emperor Yong had no choice but to sit up, but he still held her hand and began to ask Gu Nanqiao for rewards.

"Tell me, is this girl going too far? What does she think of Ayi? She actually wants me to reward Ayi to her. Isn't this making Ayi a wife?..."

Emperor Yong said with an angry expression like a young boy.

After Lu Rong heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Then let's get married!"

"what?

Emperor Yong was startled.

The angry hand holding up a fist was still frozen in mid-air. He looked at Lu Rong, but Lu Rong smiled and narrowed his eyes. There seemed to be a light of excitement in his eyes: "It's so fun to be married. I think this Things are going well, and I think Aqiao is very good, very good."

She actually didn't have much contact with Gu Nanqiao.

But she was inexplicably kind to her, as if she had known her for several lifetimes.

She liked it from the bottom of her heart.

As for her son's reward and marriage, it actually didn't matter, but she still felt that it was good to stay away from the court.

Emperor Yong had too many princes around him.

After all, Emperor Yong was too fond of Mo Shi. Now that he has returned and his legs have healed, this will inevitably make people jealous. If he is not interested in that person, it is better to 'get married' directly and completely avoid marrying him. There were some overt and covert attacks on those who came down.